Ex-Nanny Chronicles Part II: Jaded

I fired Jade 10 days ago. Best decision I ever made. Her leaving has relieved a great burden upon my heart. She was here for 12 days and I have a complaint about her for every single day she was here. But for now, let me tell you why her specter is still rattling chains in my attic.

On Saturday I went down to the nanny's room and opened the drawers to get some towels. In each and every drawer remained her clothes. Hoochie clothes of every variety. Things she should not have traipsed around in in my house. Things she should not have traipsed around in anywhere but a brothel. No, I am not a Republican. I fully support hoochie clothes because there is a time and a place for everything. But, ass crack and boobage is not usually necessary while caring for toddlers.

Back to my point, I go to the room for the towels and I kid you not every single drawer had some item of Jade's in it. Did she not notice that HALF her wardrobe was not with her anymore? Did she cavort so much that she did not know where she left her clothes? It is not like I fired her with a gun to her head. She had the room to herself for as long as she needed. No one was watching her pack. Who just leaves all their clothes in the drawers?

I, of course, felt like a dillhole of the highest order for not checking the drawers before the new nanny got here. To my credit, the new nanny was here 2 hours after Jade left. I only had time to wash the sheets and vacuum the floor. First time I had seen the floor in 12 days. I leave a hotel room I am in for 1 or 2 days and check every drawer just to make sure...I don't get it.

Anyhow, the trash bag full of her clothes is next to my front door. She was supposed to pick it up 4 hours ago. Am I surprised? No.